Werewolf Fever

Werewolf Fever

So here's our story, you know the tropes

The tragic tale, of the Lycanthropes

There's a bad moon rising, wolves on the prowl

Getting hungry for dancing, now it's time to howl

For the taste we hunger, you'll know it soon

Then dance with us, by the light of the moon

Our claws will sharpen, and our shapes will shift

While you move your feet, and then swing your hips

Just you cool it, with the silver bullets

We just want to barter, for a dancing partner

There's a bad moon rising, wolves on the prowl

Getting hungry for dancing, now it's time to howl

It's time to howl, it's time to howl

It's time to howl, it's time to howl

Let's just be friends, can't you pretend?

We want you on the floor, but, not dead and gored

There's a bad moon rising, wolves on the prowl

Getting hungry for dancing, now it's time to howl

Our primal instinct, is to take your hand

Step to the right, we can dance again

And perhaps we might, take a friendly bite

It's just lupine fever, on a Saturday night

It's just lupine fever, on a Saturday night

There's a bad moon rising, wolves on the prowl

Getting hungry for dancing, now it's time to howl

Getting hungry for dancing, now it's time to howl